Sunday, February 05, 2006
Zente - The other side of creation
Artwork by Luis Royo
I was inspired by the painting. It drew me into a non-existant realm of dark fantasy. I have heard comments from some, saying that they are not quite sure what the words mean. In literature of any form, meaning is derived from the individuals perspective on the subject. There is therefore no absolute 'explanation' for any piece of literary work. There is no right or wrong in art. However, I wish to tell a story. A story of miscontrued mischief. The story of Zente.
If you look at it chronologically, this is one of the later parts in my series of poems. Zente has fallen from turmoil within his highly twisted mind. Once powerful, he is now lost, confused and helpless. He seeks redemption and a second chance within his grave. "Cut" loose, he is freed from the ironical torture of infinite power in the universe he ruled - somewhere beyond the edge of creation. At this very hour, it is serreya who came to him.
Artwork by Peter Bergting.
As the name implies, this is part one in the story of Zente, son of lucifer. The lightbringer has tempted Serreya to sin. In the hope of creating an archangel powerful enough to match the strength of the Michael.Zente has all that makes an archangel, except for the one thing that defines a true angel. Powerful he might be, his incompleteness incurred the wrath of Lucifer. He was banished beyond the void of existence and imprisoned by solitude.
But he retured, darker than anyone could have imagined. His rampage disturbed the delicate balance between the three worlds, resulting in cosmic catastrophe. Overwhelming the powers of both sides, he demanded the Book of Time from heaven and made Lucifer severe his own wings. With the balance upsetted and the book of time, he created a new universe within the realm of non-existence.
Pride was my father's sin
worthiness was mine
Artwork by David Ho
Zente created his own realm beyond the edge of all existence. However, his creation was far from perfection. It was said that Michael made the first matter and lucifer's will conjured them into stars. It leaves little to wonder about the imperfection of elethiael. Even as I wrote Genesis, I can't help but ask myself: What kind of spirit did Zente carry along with him when he summoned the Book of Time. Was it desperation or vengefulness, pity or pride?